"No, Zhang Peng. Your family was very poor at that time. How could it have such a big house?"

"My grandfather is a very stubborn person. Although this house is big, it doesn't cost much money. Because I didn't buy so much stone when I built the house. My grandfather picked it up from the mountain by himself. My dad said that in his era, my grandfather thought that he had a promising career and built a big house. My grandfather got tired and sick to build this house. My dad basically finished high school half-time and took the college entrance exam. When he graduated from college, my dad worked in a large company and did a good job. It is said that he was promoted to the department head in more than a year. But my dad later resigned and went to Jiangxi to buy yam to sell."

“Purchase yam?”

"Yes. My dad started a small company and got a convoy to collect yams in the mountains of Jiangxi. The yams in the mountains are very cheap. They can be sold at a price of a lot of money when they are collected. Unexpectedly, when they are raining heavily, the car cannot get the yams. All the yams are ruined. My dad owed more than 200,000 yuan in debt at once. It was passed to us. The old man in our village said that the prescription for my grandfather was to bury the Yan acupoint. It is the main wealth but not the partial wealth. He said that my dad just can't do that kind of business..."

"Did your grandfather die at that time?"

"Yes."

"What is stepping on the swallow's hole?"

"I don't know. It was said by the old man who looked at Feng Shui here. He said that it was auspicious and evil. The person buried there was like a flying swallow being stepped on by a horse. He would never have a good fortune in his next life. But his children and grandchildren's careers would be very good. He just wouldn't have a fortune. He could only go to work and do things seriously."

"What about your father later? After losing money."

"Later, my father found a way to borrow another money. He first built the road in that mountain area almost all the time. Then he collected yam there. As a result, he made some money. Later, he started a wholesale market by himself. Later, he started a business in the mall..."

Although Zhang Peng spoke plainly, Ai Jing’s parents were a little thrilling.

They can imagine a person losing money when he starts his business. What kind of pressure does he have to bear when he owe so much money and then borrow more money? What kind of courage and courage does he need to do.

Sometimes intellectuals who come up step by step like Ai Jing’s parents will not have such courage at all.

"You are all outside here. The food has been cooked. Otherwise, we will eat it directly outside here?" At this moment, Zhang Peng's father also walked out of the house and said to everyone.

"Okay." Ai Jing's parents nodded.

"Pork stewed vermicelli?!" Zhang Peng's father nodded when he saw the two of them. He immediately asked Zhang Peng to go down and help bring the vegetables up. Braised soup, pickled vegetables and fish fillets, corn and shrimp... A lot of dishes were served. When Guo Xixi saw a large bowl of pork stewed vermicelli, he immediately started calling.

"Why? Guo Xixi, do you like eating this dish?" Zhang Peng's father sat down happily. While asking Zhang Peng to bring up a bottle of wine he couldn't bear to drink below. He asked Guo Xixi.

"No. Zhang Penggang talked to us about some of your things. Speaking of you, you might be able to cook this dish."

"Yes? Then you can eat more. This dish is very story-provoking."

"What story?"

"Haha. At that time, I and two like-minded friends had just set up a wholesale market. At that time, a party went to Shandong to ask for a comparison of the money. But the wholesaler didn't take out the money for a while. At that time, we were in a difficult position to turn over the capital. We might be dead without that amount of money. Later, I heard that there was a custom there that could not owe others money for the New Year. So we waited for the New Year. At that time, we had no money on us. We ate cheap vermicelli every meal. Later, we finally couldn't bear it before the New Year. One of the Shandong-born bought meat and made a pot of pork stewed vermicelli. It felt very fragrant and delicious at that time. Later, I learned this dish."

Guo Xixi was so fascinated by the fact that she couldn't help asking, "Did you get the money later?"

"It's still not. Not everyone there believes in that custom. That person's business has really been ruined. He really can't afford to pay."

"What should you do?"

"There's no way. Later, I came back and only transferred part of the stalls. Anyway, the scale that could be made in two years was originally made. We did it for another five years without that amount of money." Zhang Peng's father said while pinching some for Guo Xixi and others. "Come on. Don't just talk. Taste. Is it okay?"

"It's delicious." Guo Xixi ate and shouted delicious. It's not that she said she was panicking. Zhang Peng's father's skills are really much more skillful than those chefs in the school.

"Come on. Have some bar." At this time, Zhang Peng had already gone downstairs to get a bottle of wine. Zhang Peng's father helped Ai Jing's father and cousin pour wine. "This is what my old man made by himself. He likes to drink some wine. I don't drink much."

Originally, Ai Jing's father wanted to push and say not to drink. But when he heard Zhang Peng's father say that, he thought of the stubborn old man Zhang Peng said. He didn't refuse. He knew that this wine could be of great significance to Zhang Peng's father. And it looked like amber in front of him. Zhang Peng's father was as devout as a Buddhist when pouring wine. A drop of Ai Jing's father raised his glass and took a sip. The wine was as strong as a fire and penetrated his throat. But then he felt a sweet feeling again. "Good wine." Ai Jing's father, who usually only drinks a little bit of white wine, looked at the houses far away, which were far less conspicuous than this room. A thought came to his mind. This old man who brewed wine might not even admit defeat to making such homemade grain liquor.

Looking at the lush and renovated gardens and the swimming pool around, Ai Jing's father seriously asked Zhang Peng's father: "Don't ordinary businessmen want money to be born? You invest so much money here. It's definitely unreasonable to others, right?"

"I don't think I am a businessman," Zhang Peng's father laughed and said. "And I have done a lot of unreasonable things. For me, my interest is much more important than money."

“Interest is much more important than money?”

"Yes. I've been doing things based on my interest over the years."

When Ai Jing, Guo Xixi and Mi Wei heard Zhang Peng's father say this, three words that were no wonder in his heart. Because Zhang Peng usually regards fighting the interstellar world as his own pleasure. He is not like many people who are determined to make a name for themselves or want to join a career to make money. Perhaps it is because of this that Zhang Peng's progress will be so fast.

At the same time, Ai Jing's father, who heard Zhang Peng's father's answer, nodded slightly. After he tasted the order, he suddenly asked Zhang Peng's father. "Why did you suddenly think of going to Jiangxi to collect yam?"

"Because one day, I met a temporary worker who was fired for doing something wrong in the company. When I comforted him, he cried all of a sudden. Why are they all humans? It's so difficult for them to live. He said that nothing can be planted in their poor valley. It's just that yam grows wildly. But if there are too many yams, it can't be sold. It can only rot. So I went to their side to see it."

"Later, you lost so much. You dare to do it? Don't you believe the Feng Shui theory here?"

"Haha. I'm a person who doesn't believe in evil. And you don't know how poor there is. Most girls can't go to school. When men graduate from elementary school, they find ways to go out to work."

"Do you really want my daughter, Guo Xixi and the others to be with Zhang Peng?" Ai Jing's father nodded and asked suddenly.

"I know this seems a bit incredible. But they are all like this. And your daughter, Guo Xixi and Miwei are both so outstanding. I think they will have their own choice."

"You and Zhang Peng spent so much effort to make this house so good. They are very sincere." Ai Jing's father looked at Zhang Peng's father quietly for a while, and suddenly said slowly. "Since you have completed this condition, I have nothing to say. If you can complete other conditions, I will hand Ai Jing to you."

The reason why Ai Jing's father made such a decision was entirely because the personality characteristics of Zhang Peng's father and Zhang Peng that he saw, heard and felt within a day made his views on the two completely change. He felt that the two of them were stubborn and optimistic, and unyielding. If Ai Jing was with him, it might not be a good thing.

When Zhang Peng and Zhang Peng's father heard Ai Jing's father say this, they were all so happy.

Zhang Peng's father was even more excited and frequently persuaded him to drink.

Both of them don’t drink much and don’t have a good alcohol tolerance. As a result, they’re almost done as they drink. They started to speak out loud and said everything.

"Good wine! This wine is brewed by your father. You must also value it. Just give up and drink it like this? Are you afraid that I will drink it all?"

"Drink it all. Anyway, if he saw Zhang Peng bringing back three girls like this, he would definitely be very happy."

Although Ai Jing and Guo Xixi and Mi Wei didn't say it, they were so happy in their hearts.

The only person who is unhappy may be Ai Jing’s cousin.

The dinner that combines Chinese and Western food was very enjoyable. Later, it was not until Ai Jing's mother stopped Ai Jing's father from drinking it.

"How is it? My house is well designed." Ai Jing's mother pulled Ai Jing's father back to Zhang Peng's mother to help them rest. Zhang Peng's father was in high spirits. He lit up the big big broad-leaved trees around the house and said, "Do you know what kind of trees are? I asked a friend of a gardening and forest farm to force him to take the mountain cherry blossom trees. When all these trees bloom next year, they will definitely be beautiful."

"It's so amazing." All the girls like romantic animals. When the mind appears, there are flowers everywhere and the fallen flowers are colorful like rain. The three girls are immediately excited.

"Come on, come on, there are good things to see. Let's take a look at the room we designed for you." Zhang Peng's father pulled Zhang Peng, Guo Xixi and others and looked at three rooms with large windows. Several people saw the open bathroom that could only be seen in movies and advertisements. A big bathtub was placed on the empty room near the glass window in the room.

"Actually, I have always wanted to create a fairy tale-like house I imagined. I just haven't had such a determination. This time I have achieved a dream by you." Zhang Peng's father said. "Actually, my dream at that time was to be able to lie in this kind of bathtub with my wife. You can take a bath together while watching the cherry blossoms and scenery outside. It's so envious!"

"…..." When he heard Zhang Peng's father say this, Guo Xixi and others immediately held it in his arms. Zhang Peng's mother's face turned red and she immediately hit Zhang Peng's father. "What are you talking about when you drink too much?"

And at this moment, Guo Xixi and others suddenly heard a loud cry. The cry was made by Ai Jing's father. Let's put on a swimsuit and go swimming in the swimming pool. Do you still remember the time? The time on Hainan honeymoon. We were also in that swimming pool..."

Ai Jing's father's voice was loud and coherent at first, but later it lowered, as if he was covered by something and couldn't hear it.

However, Zhang Peng and others had the current scenes of Ai Jing's father and Ai Jing's mother. Coughing twice, Zhang Peng couldn't help but almost laughed.

This chapter is basically life. Everyone says it is better to write more life, or to write more competitions, or to write more things. Anyway, you have to explain everything. Let me tell you if you have any opinions in the book review. In fact, my dream is to open a quiet coffee shop. You can plant a lot of flowers and plants. It is a little classic. You don’t need to make any money. It’s better to maintain it. It’s good in a quiet village or an alley. I can also drink my favorite coffee. I can write quietly...)
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